THAT Kind of Week, part ii

You know, the kind when you wake up early on a Saturday morning (because there’s no sleeping in for you today – hello, bridal shower!) and in the midst of your A.M. grogginess, you discover you have only three things left in your fridge: kale, sweet potato tater tots and eggs.

The kind of week where you reluctantly make do with these three ingredients only to burn the kale chips inedible, undercook the tots and drown you morning breakfast sorrows in Sriracha mayo (1 T mayo: 3 squirts Sriracha) and coffee.

The kind of week where you realize you have to move apartments in two weeks and are completely unprepared to do so.

The kind of week where there’s no time to cook and even less time to blog about the non-existent food you never cooked. I swear I had good intentions for Curried Coconut Red Lentil Chili + Cornmeal Quinoa Black Bean Patties (<- recipe to come, if I ever get around to it).

The kind of week that ends with a nasty heat wave, sending your apartment thermometer to a soul-crushing 90 degrees. And apparently, the heat wave hasn’t even started yet?

The kind of week where you pay $1200 for car repairs, get pooped on, spend all your weeknights furiously working to make a freelance writing deadline, realize one of your best friends is moving and get diagnosed with a sinus infection and remedy those things by buying 10 copies of Mama Pea’s new cookbook + scheduling an hour-long massage.

Lots of Holly love from someone who knows what it’s like to have multiple weeks like that in a row. I recommend a pedicure while drinking beer (and I’m headed that way soon, so it’s like we’re getting them together. Pass the pretzels). Hang in there!

Girl I understand. I was given 2 weeks notice to be out of my home, two weeks ago. I didnt have a place to live and put a roof over my family’s head! And had to find one, pack my entire house for 3 people, and move…in a 14 day time span!!! And in that time span, I had a 4 day whirlwind trip to Mexico City I’d had planned for ages…needless to say, I had that week too.

But it’s done, all is well, and I wish for all to be well for you, too!!! :)

If I promise a lovely reprieve from THAT kind of week with a delightful week touring Madrid will you please bring with you some coconut ice cream!? I promise to eat an entire pint with you (please bring one for each) and we can forget all about THAT week. Just the mention of ice cream these days has me dreaming of Coconut Bliss.

Hugs to you my friend!! I hope you are feeling better. If it makes you feel any better about your week, I am working on a Saturday night for my day job…and clearly being rather productive since I’m reading this post! ha! Once life settles down, let’s set a date for me to come to Madison and visit. I need to go to Graze like my life depends on it.

You are so adorable…. I’m sorry you have had one of “those” weeks. I’ve been having one of those types of months…. ice cream and cider (no beer for me (GF girl)) has gotten be through. Well, that and wine :) Looking forward to your recipes.

My blog is suffering from under-cooking too but we must forge on!!!! ***HUGS***

The kinda week where I gotta remind you that the Mike-B Thai Chi-ezehead Baseball Tour is gunna be in Madtown Aug 11. As you can see it’s an Asian theme this year too so get ready for us to release the dragon.

Concerning your chaotic week, here’s a story from Fr. Anthony de Mello:

I am in desperate need of help–or I’ll go crazy. We’re living in a single room–my wife, my children and my in-laws. So our nerves are on edge, we yell and scream at one another. The room is a hell. Do you promise to do whatever I tell you? said the Master gravely. I swear I shall do anything. Very well. how many animals do you have? A cow, a goat and six chickens. Take them all into the room with you. Then come back after a week. The disciple was appalled. But he had promised to obey! So he took the animas in. A week later he came back, a pitiable figure, moaning, I’m a nervous wreck. The dirt! The stench! The noise! We’re all on the verge of madness! Go back, said the Master, and put the animals out. The man ran all the way home. And came back the following day, his eyes sparkling with joy. how sweet life is! The animals are out. The home is a Paradise–so quiet and clean and roomy!